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Alasdair looked around to see the collateral of the small fight. He did not want to get involved in any way. He grinned and turned on his heels, giving Adrian his back. “Keep in touch” Alasdair said to Adrian as he walked out the door once again, leaving the apartment complex all together.

Adrian took two deep breaths, his eyes clenched shut, he was channelling his anger into calm.. it wasn't working. He took a deep breath for the third time, and said "I'm no' usually a swearing man, but, well this is a time o' weakness... WILL YOU GET THE <********> OUT OF THIS APARTMENT!?" He stood panting, his fists clenched, his composure of anger. He put in the tooth whitening stuff that Alasdair had given him, and with bad grace spat it at Hail, stamping his feet. "b*****d, son of a flocking bustard female dog!!!" He hung his head, taking some more deep breaths, the last part had been slightly changed at the last second, he saw the old people downstairs starting to shake considerably. "AND WHAT THE HEEL ARE YOU LOOKING AT YE OLD SCUNNERS!?" He shouted at them, stamping his feet again.

Adrian dodged quite easily, Hail was too distracted to manage to hit him. He grabbed Hail by the back of the neck, and forced him to the ground, "Now stay put for gods sake, either stop trying ta kill me, or get the bloody heel oot." He walked into the kitchen, and took out all of his flasks. He poured them all into a large vase, and sniffed, cringing. "Oh Hail, I got some medicine for ye." He managed to keep half of the alcohol in his flasks, but this Vase was probably the most toxic thing in the building.

Adrian sat quietly in the corner, his eye twitching, a look of disbelief on his face. He actually liked this Scunner! He shuddered, and got to his feet. He walked over to the Vase with the remaining Alcohol, and poured it all over Hails' face. "Wake up time wee Scunner." He cooed sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Look, how aboot we get a drink? We got off on the wrong foot... weel, got off on the wrong headbutt, but tha principle is the same" He grinned, jerking his thumb towards the door. "Hoo aboot it?"

Sibyl made her way into her apartment, she hadn't had any trouble getting there. She shoved the key into the keyhole and slammed the door behind her, making sure to lock and dead bolt it. The wolf took a huge intake of breath to smell the place and assure that no one had been here while she hadn't and the smell she took in assured her that no one had been in the place. She then decided to set up her laptop and check to see if there were any emails she had from anyone.

Sibyl heard that someone was attempting to open the door and she grew a slight bit paranoid at first until she realized that it wasn't an enemy trying to get in. However, it was a male lycan, Roth to be precise and she began to freak out in her mind since she didn't want to be anywhere near him. "No! Everything's not okay! I'm in heat! Otherwise I'd let you in." She heard his accent and didn't mind it, she could understand him so as long as she could then all was good.

Sibyl was a safe person to come to since she listened and gave her honest opinion on things as well as she lied about nothing. She was a loyal person and wouldn't abandon someone in need though she wasn't exactly the greatest at figuring out how to help someone deal with their human emotions. "Not a good chance at all, seeing as if you dared to venture in here I'd probably attack you and try to force myself on you, which would make it really difficult to have tea. However, I suppose you sitting outside the door's just fine since there's no way I'm opening it, provided it doesn't bother you at all." She listened to the portion about his therapist and snorted, "How's he being a jerk?"